“Oh yes baby,” Bob cried as Ruth came again and he felt her cunt walls contract along his cock in waves of pleasure, “Oh boy! Lilly, you must ge...t a feel of this” and he slid his cock from her and lifted her off Lilly’s prone body to lay her on her back across the bed. Lilly needed no further urging and with a throaty giggle she placed herself between Ruth’s legs as Bob lifted them by the ankles to give Lilly ease of access. Ruth looked down to see this firm breasted ‘woman’ with a proud solid. He was 6’ 5”, probably 225 pounds that looked to be all muscle, blond hair, blue eyes, and an extraordinarily intriguing face – not movie star handsome but exceedingly cute, boyish, and masculine all at the same time. He spoke perfect English – probably because he had attended college and trained in America for years – and what he had to say bowled her over especially since it was said with the genuineness of a prayer and not the insincerity of a line. “Hi Kate, my name’s Blake.” “How did you. Fingertips glance across your skin. Someones breath is near one of your nipples. Lips brush yours. Someone is between your legs kissing your inner thighs. Fingers slide into your mouth. They taste like pussy, but not yours. Hair brushes along your breast then you feel her take a nipple into her mouth, as if that was the cue to start other mouths to descend on you. Both nipples are being sucked on and two different tongues are working your clit. You're so overwhelmed that you barely register. When women tell guys that size doesn't matter, they are lying through their teeth. Trust me, I've been with some small guys and they can't hit shit. Just like when they claim a dildo is just as good as a dick, they are lying and any woman that has experienced a real orgasm knows this to be true. There is nothing to match an actual dick inside of me and the feeling of him releasing himself is amazing, which is something no dildo can do.I have slowly lead him down so many wonderful paths and his.